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"Fangorn" is a Sindarin word that translates as "Treebeard" (from fang = "beard" and orn = "tree"). Entwood is a modernization of Old English Entwudu (wudu "wood"), so modernised because it was recognisable by speakers of Westron. Gondorians used that name, assimilated to their own language
"Fangorn" es una palabra Sindarin que se traduce como "árbol barbudo" o "Bárbol". "Entwood" es una modernización del término "Entwudu" del Inglés Antiguo, modernizado así porque era reconocible por los hablantes de Westron. Los Gondorianos usaban ese nombre, asimilado a su propia lengua.
J.R.R. Tolkien Nomenclature of The Lord of the Rings in Wayne G. Hammond and Christina Scull (eds), The Lord of the Rings: A Reader's Companion, pp. 769-70
It is thought that this ancient tree - an oak planted during the reign of Henry Vlll - inspired the legendary character Treebeard in JRR Tolkien's Lord Of The Rings. Tolkien lived nearby and would walk these woods sparking his imagination to write his stories.
Treebeard was a giant tree that could walk and talk in Tolkien's novel. Such a tree was considered an Ent, and there were other Ents in Lord Of The Rings too.
The tree is natural and has not been adapted which makes it even more amazing.
“Un árbol es nuestro contacto más íntimo con la naturaleza" Kahlil Gibran (comentario de Laura Mendoza)
♫ Blaumut - "Pa amb Oli i Sal"
♫ The Two Towers Soundtrack-06-The King of the Golden Hall(ranssom, Dimitris)
👣 Hike : Oliveres mil•lenaries de Canet lo Roig - Castelló (España)
It is thought that this ancient tree - an oak planted during the reign of Henry Vlll - inspired the legendary character Treebeard in JRR Tolkien's Lord Of The Rings. Tolkien lived nearby and would walk these woods sparking his imagination to write his stories.
Treebeard was a giant tree that could walk and talk in Tolkien's novel. Such a tree was considered an Ent, and there were other Ents in Lord Of The Rings too.
The tree is natural and has not been adapted which makes it even more amazing.
Wandlebury.
“Some of my kin look just like trees now, and need something great to rouse them; and they speak only in whispers. But some of my trees are limb-lithe, and many can talk to me.”
- The Ent Treebeard, talking in The Two Towers by J.R.R.Tolkien
... or: the Tree-mendous Encounter
I met this friendly tree creature (maybe a relative of Treebeard or Groot; he wouldn't reveal it) on a hike in Black Forest
He likes to chat a bit with hikers, he said; so say Hello to him if you come across him ... but Don't Be Hasty ! : )))
He and I are wishing you a pleasant week ahead
Treebeard, or Fangorn in Sindarin, is a tree-giant character in J. R. R. Tolkien's The Lord of the Rings. He is an Ent and is said by Gandalf to be "the oldest living thing that still walks beneath the Sun upon this Middle-earth." He lives in the ancient Forest of Fangorn, to which he has given his name. It lies at the southern end of the Misty Mountains. He is described as being about 14 feet in height, and in appearance similar to a beech or an oak
Taken in the ground's of Hanbury Hall (National Trust)
Information by Wikipedia.
Special effect's and tone's by William Walton & Topaz.
Another take from our recent trip to Whistman's Wood. This fantastic ancient oak forest is located close to Two-Bridges in Dartmoor National Park. While scrambling around to look for compositions I came across Treebeard, the Ent from LOTR staring me in the face! If you look closely you can see his eyes, cheekbones, nose and beard. After this encounter I headed back for a well-deserved lunch with an inquisitive robin coming as close as a metre - fascinating nature experiences that day!
Perhaps old Treebeard himself? OK, it's not actually an Ent from
The Lord of the Rings - merely one of the 400-year old sweet chestnut trees at Mountfield Court, East Sussex.
~ James Joyce
Do you see a face (with a beard), too?
This 'face' reminds me a bit of Treebeard of J. R. R. Tolkien's 'The Lord of the Rings' : ))
[or Baby Groot, as Skyline:) mentions in the comments below]
After an appointment in the city I cycled a bit with my bike through the neighbourhood during blue hour, enjoying the fresh air.
The afternoon rain had formed little puddles on the benches and wooden platforms ... and I loved how the warm lights and illuminated trees were reflected in them
Glad I had my camera with me (as most of the time now ;))
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Seht ihr auch ein Gesicht (mit Bart)?
Dieses "Gesicht" erinnert mich ein wenig an Baumbart aus J. R. R. Tolkiens "Der Herr der Ringe" : ))
[ oder Baby Groot - siehe Skyline:)'s Kommentar ]
Nach einem Termin in der Stadt bin ich zur blauen Stunde ein bisschen mit dem Fahrrad durch die Gegend geradelt.
Der Nachmittagsregen hatte kleine Pfützen auf den Bänken und Holzplattformen gebildet ... und ich liebte die Reflexionen der warmen Lichter und beleuchteten Bäume darin
Nearly a Year ago I found this Tree in Summer. After I Photographed it also in Winter, I thought well give it a try Spring. I had to dim down the Neon greens of the leaves a bit.
Explore #25 January 16th, 2009
The Ents are going to war. It is likely that we go to our doom. The last march of the Ents.
-Treebeard, The Two Towers by J.R.R. Tolkien
© LKG Photography
Thanks to Skeletal Mess for the use of texture.
We're an agreeable little gang really. All about encouragement and positivity you know. None of us shamelessly trying to outscore the others or anything underhand like that. Although sometimes, but not always, there's a kind of unspoken competition going on. It's never announced that there even was a contest taking place until after the event, and there's no official judging panel. What tends to happen is that the other two look at the back of your camera, coo in grudging appreciation and say something such as, “yes, you've won that one.” No big prize giving ceremony - no brand ambassadorship or gift wrapped set of brand new magnetic filters, no silverware, nor even a bottle of fizz. Chances are the award will have been entirely forgotten later or the winning image cancelled by a late entrant that was stolen from the gods at last light. As accolades go in our world, being told you've won that one is about as good as it gets.
This afternoon we were crashing around beneath the canopy in the woods at the edge of the moor, exploring the network of small tracks that led away from the main path, seeking out lone forest oddities, the ones that somehow stood out from the surrounding pack. In deepest February only the firs and spruces held their foliage, while the rest stood spartan and unadorned, save for the creeping strangulation of ivy tendrils and thick coats of green moss that spread across the bark and protected it from winter’s advance. Ferns hung from huge Ent faces in bearded tresses. And all was silent here beneath the forest roof. Except for the inane twittering of three middle aged men with cameras, who could be surprisingly noisy at times.
This fine beast of the forest was just waiting to be discovered. A soaring tower of sprawling green limbs, all knobbled and gnarled, trapped within a nest of bare twigs waiting for spring to arrive and dress them with new life. It seemed as if at any moment it might uproot itself and march across the glade in our direction, waving multiple arms in fury and driving us from the forest so it could continue its winter slumbers in peace. A perfect subject for the long end of the telephoto lens to pick out the elements that caught the eye and frame them against the dark forest background. It seemed that I was the only one who spotted it. But then again, I was the only one who was looking through the viewfinder at more than three hundred millimetres. With a wider lens, the Ent might have been lost in the forest confusion. There were a number of equally characterful specimens to be found here in the forest, but this one had the added attraction of offering a shot with a complete absence of distracting sky poking through holes in the canopy behind.
When you're rewarded with the honour of “today's winner” by your comrades, the standard response is to rebut the unwarranted praise in favour of one of their efforts with a vaguely plausible level of self denial, before reluctantly accepting the news with no small degree of sanguine modesty. Maybe a shrug in a “how did that happen?” sort of way. It simply wouldn't do to go racing through the cover, arms aloft and singing “We are the Champions,” at the top of your voice. Not cricket at all you know. I tried to remember this and merely nodded and allowed myself a quiet grin as the Tolkienesque forest guardian was unanimously acknowledged to be today's winner.
"I am groot!"
or Treebeard to an older generation
or threw apples at Dorothy for those of us in the home.
A landscape of Padley Gorge’s ancient tree hosts chunting, rumbling and convosyntacrumbling about my presence in their lands. “Sounds like homosapien mischief to me!”
Image created using: Topaz Labs, and Topaz Studio
Last of the Ents - guardian of the forest.
Hundreds of years old oak at 'Urwald', Reinhardswald.
Kamineiche im Urwald im Reinhardswald.
I happened upon this amazing old southern live oak. My pic does not adequately show its massive size. The trees diameter is at least 205 cm. It is located on Florida State University campus. The tree which pre-dates the school (1851) is named the "Patriarch Tree".
Heavy rain at Lagoa das Furnas limited my photo options. The other side of the lake couldn't be seen, and from the viewing points there was only fog and clouds.
Last night I saw and heard one of Treebeard's friends playing the fiddle, and it was amazing :-)
Enchanted Forest, Pitlochry, Scotland. www.enchantedforest.org.uk/
I am not going to do anything with you: not if you mean by that “do something to you” without your leave. We might do some things together. I don’t know about sides. I go my own way; but your way may go along with mine for a while. …
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A fine day in the forest today with an old friend, talking and catching up, balancing rocks, taking photos and talking with Ents
Riverside ~ Time Travellers
Thanks to Treebeard for the ID of mournful dusky wing. I thought it might be one but its lighter than most I've seen.
Richmond Park has a wonderful collection of gnarly trees with anthropomophic features. The features are not quite so well defined in this, but it makes up for it by its scale and he has a lovely white beard. A tree with a beard, Treebeard?
Santa Ynez Canyon
I thought this was a bee but it turns out it is a fly. Thanks to Treebeard for the ID. It's a robber fly that mimics bees.
Surrounded by silver birch trees, it is thought that this ancient oak tree - planted during the reign of Henry Vlll - inspired the legendary character Treebeard in JRR Tolkien’s Lord Of The Rings. Tolkien lived nearby at the time and would regularly walk these woods.
The tree is natural and has not been adapted which makes it even more amazing.
(Brocton Coppice, Staffordshire, England)